Siheyuan: I am so good that I became a god of war

"What are you two doing here?" Yan Jiecheng looked unhappy. "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. I still have to work later."

"No, Yan Jiecheng, we agreed on this at the beginning. You have to go home after get off work and help with housework. Come back after you have a rest." Yan Bugui stared at me with those small green eyes and said, "Also, don't forget, you still have to pay for accommodation and food."

"If you make money, you have to help me support the family, understand?"

Yan Jiecheng shook his head and said, "I don't know. I don't eat or live at home. Why should I pay for accommodation and food? Supporting the family? That's your business."

"I just need to take care of my own little family from now on."

Yan Bugui and Yang Yuzhen looked gloomy. They knew that Yan Jiecheng was a fish that was planning to leave the Yan family pond.

"Yan Jiecheng, don't you want to pay the ten yuan every month?" Yan Bugui asked tremblingly.

"Of course not. As a father, you should help your son find a job." Yan Jiecheng said confidently, "If you don't help me with this, how can I support you when you retire? So, forget about the money."

"You, you, you..." Yan Bugui's hands were shaking like plucking a string.

"What's wrong with me? This matter makes sense no matter where you put it. How about we go to your principal to seek justice?" Yan Jiecheng said sinisterly.

"Go to **." Yan Bugui couldn't help but swear.

Yan Bugui also understood that these things in his family could not be brought to the table to talk about. Yan Jiecheng was certainly not a good person. But the things that Yan Bugui did were also terrible!

"Okay, I'm going to work. Don't come to see me next time." Yan Jiecheng walked away arrogantly. "Yan Jiecheng, you wait for me, I won't let you get away like this." Yan Bugui was furious. "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. I raised an ungrateful person." Yang Yuzhen said sadly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it. Yan Jiecheng has learned 99% of my tricks. Not bad, not bad." Yan Bugui shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you can't escape from my palm after all."

"Old Yan, what should we do next? We can't just let Yan Jiecheng get away like this." Yang Yuzhen looked anxious.

"Of course we can't let him get away like this. As a teacher, I can't use force, so I have to ask your three brothers to come." Yan Bugui's eyes were full of viciousness: "Hehe, beat him up in one go!"

Yan Bugui wanted to hit Yan Jiecheng just now, but he didn't do it. It's not because teachers can't use violence, but how can hitting your own son be considered violence?

Yan Bugui didn't do anything, but in fact he was afraid. Yan Jiecheng had already betrayed the Yan family. If he did something...if Yan Jiecheng fought back, Yan Bugui would really be defeated.

"Yes. Then go find my brothers. Jie Cheng has been afraid of them since he was a child." Yang Yuzhen said.

Yan Bugui and Yang Yuzhen went home for lunch, and Yan Bugui rode his bike alone to look for Yang Yuzhen's three younger brothers.

When the three heard about this and Yan Bugui's promise of a drink in the evening, they came without hesitation.

By the time they all arrived, it was almost four in the afternoon. At the gate of the steel mill, they met Yan Jiecheng.

"No, Dad, why are you here? If I was deducted money today, can you make it up to me?" Yan Jiecheng said with a roll of his eyes.

"Yan Jiecheng, you little bastard, you pretended not to see your uncle. I won't be done until I beat you to a pulp today." Yang Zhenghai roared:

"I'll slap you twice first."

Yang Zhenghai slapped him in the face, and Yan Jiecheng had to dodge. But just as he dodged the slap, he was knocked to the ground by his second uncle Yang Zhengshan and third uncle Yang Zhengjiang.

"You still dare to hide? Look at me today...Ahhhh!"

Yang Zhenghai saw Yan Jiecheng being kicked down by his two brothers. He wanted to kick Yan Jiecheng again. But Yan Jiecheng picked up a half-broken brick from the ground and threw it out, hitting Yang Zhenghai's head squarely.

Yang Zhenghai was hit so hard that he screamed and blood flowed from his head.

When Yang Zhengshan and the other two saw this, they thought Yan Jiecheng was really a jerk, as he actually dared to hit his uncle. They rushed forward and beat Yan Jiecheng until he screamed.

This was at the gate of the steel mill. The guard standing at the gate heard the noise and saw a factory employee in work clothes being surrounded and beaten by several people. How could he be polite?

These people were taken to the security department, and Ding Weidong happened to be in charge of handling this matter.

Ding Weidong sat behind his desk, looking at Yan Jiecheng's bruised face. Then he looked at Yan Bugui who was panicking, and he couldn't help but shook his head.

"Yan Jiecheng, tell me what's going on?" Ding Weidong asked.

007 “This is what happened…” Yan Jiecheng recounted the story.

"Is that so...you guys are really good." Ding Weidong looked at Yan Bugui and the three men.

"No, it was Yan Bugui who asked us to discipline Yan Jiecheng." Yang Zhenghai shouted hurriedly: "Besides, we are Yan Jiecheng's uncles. Beating him up is just to..."

"Tsk tsk, you have feudal ideas and you still think of yourself as the head of a feudal family?" Ding Weidong casually put a big hat on him: "No matter who you are to Yan Jiecheng, you have no right to beat him. Which commune are you from?"

"Why are you asking this?" Yang Zhenghai felt that the situation was not good.

"Ask your commune to send someone to take you back." Ding Weidong said calmly, "And call Red Star Primary School and ask them to send someone quickly. Take Yan Bugui back."

Yan Bugui and the other three were all weak at the knees. They had not expected Ding Weidong to do this. "Chief Ding, we accept the punishment and don't notify the leaders," Yan Bugui begged.

"Yes, yes. We can go back by ourselves, and we don't need anyone from the commune to come." Yang Zhenghai said timidly. His face was covered in blood, and he looked like a demon.

"Yan Jiecheng, hurry to the infirmary. If you don't go now, it will be time to get off work." Ding Weidong said calmly, "If you don't want someone to take you back, that's fine too."

"I'll notify the police station to come and take people away..." "Don't!" Yan Bugui and the others shouted.

"Don't? That's not up to you." Ding Weidong sneered.

Ding Weidong was just trying to scare these people. He knew that even if someone from the police station came, they would just scold these people and would not take them to the police station.

After all, Yan Jiecheng was not seriously injured, and they were all Yan Jiecheng's closest relatives. The only thing that could scare them now was to ask the school or the commune to send people to take them back.

If this is brought back, it will definitely be criticized.

Ding Weidong called Red Star Commune and Red Star Primary School respectively, and then waited here.

The school came very quickly, and the principal came in person. There was no other way, because the school was actually an affiliated primary school of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

"Principal Zhang, you can take him back. But you have to educate him well! I'm afraid his character will lead the children astray." Ding Weidong said seriously.

"Yes, yes, this is our mistake!" Principal Zhang said quickly, "We will do well in the future..."

"Principal Zhang, this actually has little to do with your school." Ding Weidong said calmly, "Because some people are one way at work and another way outside of school."

Ding Weidong and Principal Zhang sat on a simple wooden sofa, while Yan Bugui stood in front of them with his head down.

Yan Bugui's face turned pale, and he was secretly terrified. He knew that Ding Weidong would not let it go and would definitely tell Principal Zhang many things.

"Yes, yes. But we also have responsibilities." Principal Zhang had a good attitude.

Principal Zhang is actually just a deputy section-level cadre, one level lower than Ding Weidong. And he also wants to please Ding Weidong.

"Yan Bugui is an extremely despicable person!" Ding Weidong said, "Even if I don't talk about this matter, I am going to report it to you. How can such a person be a teacher?"

"By the way, he only studied in a private school for three years. His head is full of feudal ideas and he is stingy. How can he teach students well?"

"I don't even need to investigate. His teaching must be terrible. He doesn't pay attention to teaching at all. Whenever he has free time, he goes out to fish and make money... This guy... Tsk tsk..."

Ding Weidong kept shaking his head and pointed out some of Yan Bugui's bad behavior. Finally, he said: "He can use that little power to the extreme to seek personal gain."

"Just because he lived closer to the courtyard gate, he set up a gate opening and closing system. He asked each household to pay a fee, and when someone came back and knocked on the door, he took the opportunity to ask for benefits... He is simply a scoundrel! Oh, and he also claimed that his salary was 27.5 yuan."

"He cried poor every day, saying he had to feed six people with just over 20 yuan. He took advantage of everyone at the gate of the compound, taking a head of garlic from the east and a scallion from the west. He made the atmosphere in the compound very bad."

"When everyone saw Yan Bugui, they couldn't help but want to grab the things in their hands."

Ding Weidong showed no mercy at all. These words were like cannonballs, hitting Yan Bugui's face hard, making his face swell like a monkey's butt.

Principal Zhang's face turned pale. After Ding Weidong finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Chief Ding, I understand. I will take Yan Bugui back now and report the results to you."

"Okay, then you take him away." Ding Weidong waved his hand.

Yan Bugui followed Principal Zhang back to school on his bike. The school was already over, but the vice principal and the dean were still there.

After they discussed it, they called Yan Bugui over.

"Yan Bugui, I'm going to tell you about your punishment now." Principal Zhang said coldly, "You don't have to teach anymore. You'll be the gatekeeper from now on."

"Also, your salary is adjusted to 27 yuan. Didn't you say in the compound that your salary was 27.5 yuan? Now it's your wish."

"By the way, you like to look at the gate, and now your wish has come true."

Yan Bugui has been in a confused state. He can't understand how the trouble he caused to Yan Jiecheng turned into such a huge trouble.

At this moment, Yan Bugui suddenly woke up: "No, Principal, don't do this. I won't dare to do it next time. Twenty-seven dollars and fifty cents... to guard the gate... I am a teacher, not a school worker."

"You have only been in a private school for three years, what else do you want? You were allowed to be a teacher before, that is a historical issue. We should have paid attention to this aspect a long time ago." Principal Zhang said:

"Hurry back and go check on the gate tomorrow. By the way, you have to be at school at six in the morning, and you can leave only after everyone leaves in the evening."

"If you don't want to do this, you can quit."

Yan Bugui wanted to plead for mercy, but seeing the angry faces of the principal and others, he knew it was useless to say anything. He could only stand up dejectedly and push his bicycle home.